I’d been so focused on daygame and getting paid that I hadn’t taken any time off for the nine months up to Christmas. I was beat. Outside of work, much of my free time had been taken up hitting the streets and learning daygame. And, at work, since I was now contracting and charging a day rate, I viewed it as money lost if I took any time off at all. So, after Christmas I planned to take a short holiday up to the New Year. I booked a flight to the Canary Islands to put work and game to the very back of my mind. Time to recharge.
Except for the odd impromptu approach on the promenade, I was planning to forget all about game. I had loads of new books downloaded on my Kindle to pass my time. These covered all sorts of genres: the economy, some science fiction, some sleep science, and some vintage classics. But I’d packed a couple of daygame memoirs I’d ordered from Lulu, just in case.
Well, it’s now three days after I arrived and I fly back to London tomorrow. And since I’ve arrived I can say that I haven’t read a single page of any of the books on my Kindle. My reading time has been purely spent reading Bodi and Krauser memoirs. Oops. On the plus side, it’s been bloody great reading.
Because I hadn’t taken the traditional daygame path, I’d missed out on the daygame rite of passage: reading all the textbooks, instructionals, memoirs, etc. that our forefathers had laid (heh) down before us. Whilst most London daygamers had been swotting-up on Daygame Mastery, I’d been watching things like Valentine University, Julien Blanc’s Pimp, and YouTube videos of RSD Tyler and ranting at a seminar room full of North American RSD acolytes.
Anyway, it turns out I’d really been missing out, having not read these memoirs. They’ve been gripping reading so far! It’s been fascinating to learn more about the London daygame backstory, and to learn about who the various characters were. The ratpack stories have been engrossing.
If I weren’t staying at a beach resort which seems to be 100% comprised of families and septuagenarians, I would’ve taken this inspiration and used it as fuel to be pushing for SDLs in the sun. As has instead been the case, sets have been very scarce indeed. Pretty much the only two girls I’ve found worthy of approaching have been one 19-year old and one 20-year old who had each become momentarily separated from their families. One of whom ghosted me on WhatsApp, and the other I couldn’t break through the “I have a boyfriend” objection. So I’ve actually been itching to get back to London, where the sets are a-plenty!
Anyway, back to the books. If you’re even remotely into game, daygame, or even just reading salacious stories, I thoroughly recommend those books I’ve just finished: Bodi’s Death by a Thousand Sluts, Part I, and also part I and part II of the Nick Krauser memoir series.
Addictive reading at its best.